Preface

"We hold the future in our hands, the Key that will free us from the lies and cold deceptions. We go on and on through this land and through this time...only deceiving ourselves into thinking we can never amount to anything. But we hold the future in our hands and until we finally free ourselves from this dishonest world...the key will be little more than a painful reminder."

Those haunting words were spoken by the great Savior of this land, spoken to my ancestors over 2,000 years Ago and still even today they ring true and emanate his power. Those powerful, deep words had been etched into our hearts, mind, DNA and a statue in the middle of Capulate city in Italy on a statue of our great Savior.

His name was Sparda...but he come to be called the Legendary Dark Knight Sparda by all of his loyal followers. He had spilled his very blood to ensure that human kind continued to prosper. He had single handedly stopped human kind from being wiped off the face of the earth by the Daemon King.

For some reason, the Daemon King thought that since the human realm and the Netherworld had once been united, that they should be so once more. He had ordered an attack on the humans to make them submit to his will, but the humans were quick to respond to the Daemon Kings attack. They had fought bravely, but it was all in vain...the humans could never hope to oppose the realm of the Darkness. They lacked the power, weapons and the will...but through their despair had come a glimmer of hope. Sparda having known no loyalty to his own kind drew up his weapons in honor of the humans and with his sword had killed the Daemon King. But Sparda feared the return of those beings...so he sealed up that dreadful realm, along with those awful humans who had dared to aid the Daemon King...along with his own despicable powers.

And over time, things slowly returned to normal...the humans had slowly began to forget the war that had been waged to ensure their survival and soon...they even began to forget about their Savior...

And so two thousand years would pass...and would give way to a new millennia...and a new evil.

~ End Preface ~